Dad: Listen, have you noticed anything weird about our Billy lately?
Tony: What are you after like, a list?

Billy: Just because I like ballet doesn't mean I'm a poof, you know.

Mrs. Wilkinson: Right, Mr. Braithwaite, "The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow".
[to herself]
Mrs. Wilkinson: Fat chance!


Billy: All right, all right, don't lose your blob!

Billy: Miss, you don't fancy me do, do you?
Mrs. Wilkinson: No, Billy. Funnily enough, I don't. Now piss off!
Billy: [smiling] Piss off yourself.


Mrs. Wilkinson: This'll sound strange, Billy, but for some time now I've been thinkin' of the Royal Ballet School....